emotions radically expressed to fit the not-so-normal mind and feed its strive for the unreal, the unmoral and the not-so-politically correct.

Saturday, 10 October 2009

To do.

Get your body out of bedThrow your mind from the windowTake a long showerWash out all the gloomWash out the regret with itPut on your best of gownsAnd your most of appealing of masksSome touch of make-up and glossTear your cheeks with your fingersTo both extremesUntil the smile is thereYes, this smileDo you see it?Reckon itYou will be seeing much of itKeep it onAnd go out to the worldYou don’t have to speakYou don’t have to listenJust smilePretend all is going just greatAnd keep it this wayUntil the smile becomes just naturalAnd the oblivion you’re inBecomes your only personaAnd then you die.